Jack woke up, stretching and yawning as she sat up in bed. Muttering to herself, as she felt the weight of 'the girls' already tugging relentlessly at her shoulders. She sighed, resigned to how essential they were for her work. She shimmied herself into her shockingly red underwear. It wasn't meant to support or separate. Jakki knew it was there to tease and please the guys.
Wincing, as she felt it inevitably slip between her ass cheeks. Jakki accepted it as part of the price she needed to pay.
A frown creased her brow, as the feeling that she'd forgotten something... something important kept on intruding. She hummed showtunes to herself as she made breakfast. Even as she swallowed her coffee, it refused to come to her.
Shrugging to herself, Jakki headed off to work. Sure that it'd come to her, if it were important, or if it weren't... She shrugged. Jakki slipped on an enormous overcoat. She knew not to give away for free, what she needed folk to pay to see.
The car felt vaguely unfamiliar and more of a struggle to drive. But, she consoled herself with her beauty. She had her fans and loved to tease them with a longing look. She walked a very fine line, knowing she had fans among the women as well as the men.
It was a reminder she had a beautiful face, and gorgeous lips to tease and please too. Jakki giggled to imagine a night with her female fans. Knowing with her body, she'd undeniably be playing the wife, or subbie, and enjoying their dominant side.
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